Jennie Wilson POV

Suddenly Vincent blocked the shower completely hovering above me, the water gliding throughout his broad shoulder.

" Why? I am cleaning you out. Weren't you going to do same thing with that piece of shit? Why would it matter to you if it is me or him...since you are a slut..."

I flinched and drew back against his arm, his words cutting deeper than they should have.

" Sooner or later you would do this wouldn't you? Being all romantic with him in the canteen...." Anger radiated off him in thick waves. " Why do you act so much when it comes to me? Your motive is...